Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Mauritius and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Von Mondo to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Bob Dylan. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Junior Murvin,
Rotary Connection,
Sixth Finger,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Saccharine Trust,
Mad Mike,
Nick Fraelich,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Martian,
Slick Rick,
Theoretical Girls,
Joey Negro,
Carl Craig,
Warren Ellis,
The Zeros,
Accadde A,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Los Fastidios,
Matthew Halsall,
Lakeside,
The Electric Prunes,
Aswad,
Swell Maps,
cv313,
Infiniti,
Henry Cow,
Rod Modell,
Roxy Music,
Pierre Henry,
Cluster,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Golliwogs,
Agitation Free,
Girls At Our Best!,
Technova,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Music Machine,
Kaleidoscope,
Loose Ends,
Wally Richardson,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crispy Ambulance,
Can,
Idris Muhammad,
Hasil Adkins,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Livin' Joy,
Freddie Wadling,
Grauzone,
Blancmange,
Kas Product,
Crispian St. Peters,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ohio Players,
Rites of Spring,
Y Pants,
Chrome,
Sarah Menescal,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lou Reed,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Shadows of Knight,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs, Notorious Big And Bone Thugs.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.